Blame It On the Moon
Love is in the air tonight
Touch me, and all seems right
Blame it on the moon......
I must have no sense or will
Yet his spell I'm under still
Blame it on the moon....
A slave to his tender kiss
He fills me with such lovely bliss
Blame it on the moon....
He will soon be gone I know
And yet I will still love him so
Blame it on the moon.....
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013
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